User blog comment:Llamao/The Underground/@comment-3474228-20120627211733/@comment-1298206-20120628025248

''The undersized otter curses under his breath as the other captured creatures are taken away. He doesn't take his eyes off of the general as he circles him'' "Well, sir, I don't know which staff ye might be talkin' about, sir. I sell quite a few staffs, if'n you're lookin' for those." He smiles winningly at the general, still not feeling confident that he can get out of the mess he's in without being slain